What’s good, friends? It’s a cold as fuck day here along the Northeastern seaboard of the Empire proper! I’m bundled up, hunkered down, and penning this love letter to the distractions that fill my life! To distract me from mortality, working on my syllabus, and other more pressing, but much less enjoyable opportunities.
That is, of course, the modus operandi of Monday Morning Commute.
I go “blah blah blah I’m enjoying these things” in this here post.
Then you go “blah blah blah I’m enjoying these things” in the comments.
What a great time!
What’s up, my friends? I must confess I’ve been staring at an empty text box for the past ten minutes. Trying to come up with something more gripping than “what’s up friends?” – but here we are. Just a poorly caffeinated dude (way below my usual levels, but I’m working on it), wanting to hang out. With ya’ll! The fellow occupants of the sovereign state known as Space-ship Omega!
We’re into the second actual, full, meaty week of the year. The holidays receding into memory, though not without subtle reminders. For me? The tightness in my waistbands, the billing statements stacking up. And with that infinite recession comes the reality that, oh fuck, there ain’t any respite arriving any time soon.
However! That’s what we have the art & farts & sharts for! To serve as a balm for the existential soul, helping us to get through the grind. And, wouldn’t you fucking know it! This here Monday Morning Commute serves as a community to communicate the various things we’re enjoying, and looking forward to, in a given week.
I’ll go first! ‘Cause, you know, I’m writing the motherfucking thing.
Oh sweet fuck, we’ve made it to the end of the year! When we all shut it down, thank the Maker we’ve crossed the darkest days of the year, and now (if we’re fortunate enough) we get to engage in sweet, sweet consumption. Consuming products. Consuming massive amounts of calories. And, Elder Ones willing, consuming some quality time with friends and family.
And! I hope ya’ll are some of the friends and family I get to spend time with this week! Here at the Christmas Week Commute!
Let’s shoot the fucking shit. Tell me what you’re going to be doing, this holiday week. Going to the movies? Ripping open gifts? Eating so much lasagna that your farts melt time and space?
I want to know!
STAR WARS is the Michael Jordan of film franchises.
Mother. Fucking. Yes! It’s the Weekend, friends! Kick off your pants, pick up your preferred drink, and get your ass around the hearth! This is the latest edition of the Open Bar! And man, it feels good to be here. Why? Cause, it’s the last fucking Weekend of the semester, baby! As well, it’s been a long, dark, cold, snow-filled week!
Eternal thanks to JCVD, I’ve fucking made it to this mini vacation. Thanksgiving to the Man Himself, you know? I woke up this morning on the start of my Long Weekend, and, fuck. I actually slept well. It’s amazing how glorious emerging from a deep slumber is, especially when there’s no alarm clock awakening you. I hope you’re as fortunate enough as me to be embarking on your own mini-vacation.
And if so, I hope you’ll spend some time during it here at the Open Bar.
Sharing what you’re going to be doing amid this temporary Oasis. Eating so much you gotta pop your top button? Catching-up on Watchmen, or sweating The Mandalorian? Rock fighting the elderly for a PS4 Pro bundle on Black Friday? I want to know!
Well, it’s official, motherfuckers. Blade Runner is the past. Instead of being a clarion call about the direction we were heading, it’s now officially yet another warning wasted. But, hey! What the fuck can you do. I suppose continue sallying forth towards our inevitable destruction. Or at the least, towards Blade Runner 2049. An equally foreboding portent.
But, the good news! You don’t have to do it alone. As long as the Space-Ship Omega is humming through the digital cosmos, you have a hearth to call your own. As, every weekend, we gather around said hearth. For the Open Bar!
Within these walls, around this hearth, we share what we’re up to during a given weekend. And, I hope you’ll join me! What the fuck is happening this weekend in your life? Are you playing some Fallen Order? Stressfully picking up accouterments for Thanksgiving dinner? Diligently scouring Black Friday ads for where you’re going to inevitably punch a grandma in the tits over a TV?
Man, it’s Baby Yoda’s world! We just living in it. The little green fucker has taken over our pop culture zeitgeist and for good reason: they’re equal parts adorable and fantastic. How the fuck you doing, friends? Hope you’re hanging in there. I’m in the dregs of the semester, pulling myself through the shit-flecked glass shards that is the last few weeks of the Fall.
But! It ain’t all hopeless. I got a lot of things to look forward to this week. And next! And, Baby Yoda is at the center of my glowing existential heartbeat. Every moment between now and Friday is just time to burn until the next episode of The Mandalorian.
Anyways, this is Monday Morning Commute! I hope you’ll join me in listing what you’re enjoying this week. What you’re looking forward to enjoying. And, anything and everything on your pop culture mind.
I’ll go first!